Lin San's face lit up, and he ran straight up the long bridge. As he was about to reach the end of the long bridge, he was suddenly stopped by an ugly-looking old woman wearing dirty clothes. It was strange to say that this old woman seemed to appear out of thin air. Lin San didn't even notice that there was an old woman sitting on the bridge if he hadn't been stopped by the old woman.
"Who are you, the ghost soldier guarding the River Styx, why are you so unfamiliar?" The old woman looked at Lin San doubtfully.
Lin San frowned: "I'm new here,"
"The new one," the old woman said suspiciously, "all the new ghost soldiers have to be inspected by me. I have no reason not to recognize you. When did you come?"
"I've been here for several days," Lin San said impatiently: "I said, can you please make way, I have to go over to do something."
"How dare you talk to me, Mrs. Meng, so arrogantly?" The old woman's face darkened: "I will call the general who guards the Styx here now and ask him to discipline you well."
Lin San was stunned: "What did you say? You are Po Meng,"
"Why, you don't know me," the old woman frowned.
Only then did Lin San realize that there was a large steaming iron pot standing next to the old woman. The pot was filled with black soup... If you look carefully, you can see that there are many corpses of insects in the soup... Meng Po soup... Meng Po soup... Po... Lin San's eyes suddenly widened and she pointed at the bridge at her feet: "Isn't this the Naihe Bridge?"
"Is there anything wrong with your mind? You don't even recognize Naihe Bridge anymore," Po Meng asked in surprise.
"Holy shit," Lin San said with a twitching face, "I actually came to Naihe Bridge and met Po Meng,"
"You are weird. No, I have to call the general who guards the River Styx." As she spoke, Po Meng picked out a black token from her arms.
Seeing that Po Meng was about to send a message to the general guarding the River Styx, Lin San became anxious. Without thinking, he went up and snatched the token from Po Meng's hand, then shook his hands and threw it into the River Styx.
"Gudong..."
The token sank directly to the bottom of the river.
"You...you dare to destroy my token..." Po Meng's face turned blue with anger.
"I will destroy your token, what can you do?" Po Meng was only at the stage of transcending tribulation, so Lin San was not afraid of her.
"A little ghost soldier dares to be so presumptuous, let's see how I teach you a lesson," Meng Po took a spoon and took a bite of soup from the steaming pot, then threw it towards Lin San.
"Fuck," Lin San dodged to the side to avoid the attack from Tang.
"Pfft..." The soup fell on the bridge, instantly corroding the bridge surface into irregular holes.
"What a vicious soup," Lin San said with a look on his face.
At this time, Po Meng scooped up another spoonful of soup...
"Damn it," Lin San jumped towards Po Meng, raised her hand and punched Po Meng.
"Ah," Meng Po screamed and fell directly onto the bridge, and the spoon in her hand hit Lin San. Lin San reached out and grabbed the spoon: "Meng Po, you often I guess I've never tasted what it's like to make soup, so I'll let you try it today." After saying that, Lin San poured the soup from the spoon directly on Po Meng's body.
Po Meng's body was shaken, but she was fine.
"Hey, why hasn't your body been corroded?" Lin San thought about it and realized that this Meng Po soup could corrode the bridge deck, but it would not do any harm to ghosts. After thinking about it, Ma Xiaoyao no longer Instead of pouring soup on Po Meng, he directly picked up the big pot, pried open Po Meng's mouth, and poured the entire pot of soup into Po Meng's mouth.
"Uh..." Po Meng almost choked to death, lying on the bridge and vomiting without listening.
"Bang," Lin San threw the big pot on the ground, pointed at Po Meng and cursed: "Old man, let me see if you are still rude this time."
After vomiting for a while, Mrs. Meng sat up and looked at Lin San blankly: "Who are you...who am I..."
"Uh," Lin San was stunned for a moment and looked at Po Meng suspiciously: "You don't know who you are. You are Po Meng."
"Meng Po, who is Po Meng? This name is so familiar..." Po Meng suddenly held her head and shouted: "Oh, my head hurts so much... it hurts so much... who am I?" …”
"What's going on?" Lin San glanced at the empty cauldron and woke up instantly. By the way, Meng Po soup has the effect of clearing memory. Po Meng Po drank a whole pot of Meng Po soup just now, which is estimated to last eight lifetimes. All the memories were wiped away... After thinking about it, Lin San suddenly smiled: "Meng Po, Meng Po, you didn't expect that one day you would also lose your memory. That's fine. If you don't remember me, you won't look for me again." I'm in trouble...Okay, you can play here by yourself, I'll leave first." After saying that, Lin San rushed across the bridge and quickly disappeared into the vast blackness.
Po Meng sat at the bridge in a daze, constantly grabbing at her clothes: "Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?"
…
After flying for seven days, Lin San finally saw a black city with a shabby plaque hanging on the city that read "Da Yinsi City".
As soon as Lin San walked to the city gate, he was surrounded by a group of ghost soldiers.
"Are you also a ghost soldier who survived the Yinsi War?" A big ghost soldier who led the team asked in a deep voice.
"The Yin Division War... Oh, yes, yes, yes, I am the ghost soldier who survived the Yin Division War..." Lin San reacted quickly and nodded hurriedly. Although he didn't know what the Yin Division War was, he knew what it meant to fish in troubled waters.
"Oh, you are so lucky that you can still survive," the ghost soldier admired.
"Haha... It's a fluke, it's really a fluke..." Lin San smiled.
"Okay, you can go into the city and report to the military camp quickly," the big man from the ghost soldier waved his hand.
"Oh, thank you," Lin San thanked him and quickly entered the city. After entering the city, Lin San was stunned. There were rows of tall buildings as far as he could see. The streets were actually full of pedestrians wearing coarse clothes. , No, it's not a pedestrian, it's a ghost... Lin San was extremely surprised. Didn't it say that ghosts only have two ways? One is to be reincarnated, and the other is to go to hell and be tortured. What are these ghosts going to do?
"Hello, Lord Ghost Soldier," a short man with sinister features came over and greeted Lin San with a nod and bow.
Lin San glanced at the short man: "Who are you? What's the matter?"
"Master Ghost Soldier, the younger one's name is Zhang Si, and he is a merchant in the city," the short man said with a smile, "I think you are familiar with this man, it must be your first time coming to Dayin Sicheng,"
Lin San's eyes turned cold: "Why are you asking this?"
"Ah, sir, please don't misunderstand me. I just asked casually, with no other meaning..." Zhang Si hurriedly explained: "I think this is your first time coming to Dayin Sicheng, so you must be unfamiliar with the situation in the city. Need a guide..."